Vienna Betrayal - Lila Dubois Page 0,48
short chains connecting right wrist to right ankle, and the same for her left limbs. Simple bondage that nonetheless prevented her from getting off her knees. He’d joined her on the bed, his chest to her back, his hand between her legs and she’d hoped he was almost done tormenting her.
That hope had proven vain.
His finger swirled around her clit, and then he was gone. Fabric rustled and she turned her head, listening.
“Are you getting naked, Sir?”
“Yes.”
“Can I please take the blindfold off?”
The blindfold had been the last piece he’d added to this bondage arrangement.
“No.”
“Please, Sir. I want to see you naked.”
“And I want to keep you blindfolded.” The bed dipped behind her, and then his hands were on her arms, holding her still. “Helpless.”
He leaned in and she sucked in air when she felt the tip of his cock nudge her lower back. His chest brushed her shoulders and he was most definitely naked.
She leaned back, wiggling her hips so the tip of his cock rubbed across the top of her ass.
“No,” he commanded.
“Damn it.”
“Frustrated?”
“Who me? Not at all.”
“No lying.” He smack her pussy once. “Don’t make me punish you.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
“You don’t sound sorry. You sound frustrated.”
“I am frustrated.”
“I want to hear you beg.” He grabbed her breasts, pulling her back against his chest, his cock pressed between their bodies.
She would do anything, say anything, to have that cock inside her.
“I need to come,” she moaned. “I need to come with your cock in me, your hands on me. I need a release from all this before I go insane.”
His lips feathered along the side of her neck, and then he bit her shoulder. “Only pleasure, no more pain?” His words were muffled against her skin.
“More. More of anything, everything. Please, Sir.”
He released her, and when he moved away, her back felt cold after the heat of his body. “Sir? I’m sorry. What—”
“Don’t be sorry.” He removed the blindfold.
She blinked rapidly, her eyes taking a second to focus. And when she did focus, when she saw where he was, she had to suppress a yelp of delight.
Alexander was stretched out on his back in the middle of the bed, gloriously naked. His erect cock was sheathed in a pale condom.
“You may ride my cock. If you do a good job, I’ll play with your clit until you come.”
Alena lifted her arms—well tried to. The cuffs prevented her from raising her hands above her waist. She jiggled, making the chains clank.
He grinned. “No, your majesty, the cuffs stay on.” He raised his arms and folded them, putting his palms under his head.
“Yes, Sir.” The words were polite, even if her tone wasn’t.
Alena awkwardly shuffled towards him on her knees. Without her hands to brace herself, throwing one leg over his hips was going to be a trick. Her first attempt nearly ended with her knee crushing his balls, so Alexander grabbed her leg and helped her get in position, so she was seated astride his thighs.
Alena looked down at where his cock was nestled against her lower abdomen.
His smile had given way to an intense expression, and when she rose up and inched forward, centering her pussy over his cock, his jaw clenched.
Alena moaned as the fat head of his cock bumped her clit. She tilted her hips and his cock slid along the valley of her pussy, until it rested at the entrance to her vagina.
She stayed still, savoring the moment, watching his neck muscles which, like his jaw, were tight with tension.
If she hadn’t been so desperately aroused, so helplessly in need of his cock inside her, she would have tormented him, trying to pay back even a small fraction of what he’d made her feel.
But she couldn’t wait.
Alena sank down onto his cock. They groaned in unison. She felt each inch of him enter her, his cock filling her. She wiggled when he was fully seated, her pelvis grinding against his.
“I should have put a plug in your ass,” Alexander said softly.
“It’s better this way. I’m not distracted from the feeling of your cock in me, Sir.”
Alena rose up on her knees until the tip was the only part of him still inside her. She adjusted the angle of her hips and sank down. This time his cock hit her g-spot and Alena moaned low and long as a small wave of pleasure washed through her.
“Naughty, your majesty.” His words held a warning.
She smiled down at him. “Whatever do you mean?”
“I didn’t give you permission to use